Lilian’s POV
I’ve changed outfits four times and am now standing in front of the mirror in a bright red midi dress that hugs my waist and flares out at the bottom. The bright material is making me second guess my choice again, do I really want to make myself a literal beacon in the crowd? Do I even want to wear a dress? Maybe I should go for a pants suit.
My phone dings and I swipe it up to see Jenna has texted me again, this is the sixth time since three o’clock this afternoon.
J: So? Which outfit did you decide on????????
Me: I changed again and I’m still not sure, maybe I should go back to the black knee length dress I showed you first . . .
J: Show me!
I snap a photo and send it, my phone blowing up second later with heart emojis
J: That’s the one! We have a winner! Don’t you d
